Chapter 50 Elena the Shield

• “Are you okay?!” I gasp as I wipe my tears off my face. Lifting my body off King Harvey slightly, I examine him. His masculine face is drawn and pale, he is sweating lightly. A distant look shines in his silver eyes. In a blink, they revert to brown when he cups my face.
• “Elena.” King Harvey rumbles as he runs his hand through my hair. “You are well.”
• He exhales heavily, pure relief washing over his body as his muscles relax.